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Chapter 241
Chapter 241
Chapter 241
Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 241 ”What do you want?” Gerald never thought he would bump into Sara coincidentally, therefore, he simply replied coldly,
“Hehe. I would like to ask you something. After giving me a slap in the face earlier this morning, what are you feeling and what is your mood right now that you are standing in front of me in this capacity as a waiter?” Sara asked bitterly.
Sara felt a lot of regrets and resentments in her heart after getting a slap in the face. She was also very embarrassed because of how Gerald had outdone her.
These emotions had been troubling Sara for the whole day! She just could not wait to take revenge on him.
Gerald replied as he smiled bitterly, “I do not feel anything at all. Just speak up now if you have anything you want to say. I am busy!”
“Hahaha! Busy my ass! Gerald, go! Bring me a napkin!” Sara replied as she pointed at a napkin box at the side.
“You are a waiter now, so you should serve your customers well. Otherwise, I am going to complain about your attitude to your manager!” Sara continued her endless chattering.
Gerald was also starting to feel a little frustrated. However, he felt that what she said made sense. After all, he was indeed a waiter now.
Thus, he picked a napkin before he handed it over to her.
“I don’t want it. My shoes are dirty! I want you to polish it for me!” Sara replied, as proud as a peacock.
“Did you hear that? Sara wants you to polish her shoes for her! Hmph! I initially thought that the Gerald Sara was talking about was a tall and handsome man. I am really very disappointed after meeting you now!”
“Yes! Aren’t you supposed to be rich? Why are you working as a waiter in a bar then? Ahh! It is totally disgusting when a pauper like you who has no money at all pretends to be a big shot who has a lot of money!”
“Hehe. Sister Xabi was right! Some people are willing to do anything just to save their own face!”
All the girls sneered as they stared at Gerald. Meanwhile, Sara still had her foot raised as she waited.
However, Gerald did not polish her shoes for her. Instead, he simply placed the napkin aside and said, “If you really want someone to wipe your feet for you, you should leave the Mayberry Commercial Street. You can go to the bar at the Red Mansion instead. There would also be people who would be willing to lick your feet there!”
After he was done speaking, Gerald turned around and left immediately.
“You, you, you!” Sara was furious.
He was actually asking her to look for a gigolo!
However, after thinking about it, Sara did not feel that angry or frustrated anymore. Instead, she was actually rather happy.
After all, all of her worries that had been bothering her for the entire day had finally been completely eliminated. It felt as though a huge load had been removed from her chest.
She truly thought that Gerald was very wealthy and that it was very likely that he was the owner of the Lamborghini.
If that was indeed the case, Sara would rather be dead. She would have offended a very rich heir!
Sara had even been thinking about how great it would have been if her first encounter with Gerald had been much better.
In short, Sara had been filled with regrets and had been feeling very depressed throughout the whole day.
In the end, when she came out at night to relieve her boredom, she realized that Gerald’s status was completely different compared to what she had imagined him to be. He was simply a pathetic jerk who would do anything just to save his own face.
She felt much more comfortable now!
“Just let this pathetic jerk leave now! Sisters, come! Let’s continue drinking!”
After returning to the bar, Gerald continued working, and soon, he was finally done moving all the liquors. The entire process was pretty depressing.
Gerald figured that there was nothing else for him to do here, so he decided to inform Cassandra that he would be leaving first.
Gerald went to the room that Cassandra was in. At this time, there was a group of men and women drinking together in the room.
“Come, come, Teacher McGregor! You lost again. You can choose to either drink up this bottle of red wine in one gulp or take off a piece of your clothing!” A pudgy middle-aged man who was sitting very closely next to Cassandra at this time was speaking very pervertedly.
“I did not lose! It’s obvious that you were just trying to trick me!” It could be seen that Cassandra really hated this short and fat middle-aged man. She also hated the current situation very much, and she was struggling to deal with the situation.
“Hahaha, do you mean to say that if you lose because I tricked you, that means that you did not lose at all? If you refuse to drink the red wine, you should take off your clothes! Hehe!” After he was done speaking, the pudgy middle-aged man grabbed Cassandra’s skirt as he tried to lift it up.
“Are you f*cking sick?”